My Kid: The Best Thing To Ever Happen To Me

Lord, I love my son. Like LOVE love, you know? Sure, I complain about being sleepy and tired and run down from trying to keep this guy under some sort of control (I have to, otherwise, my house would be burnt down to the ground), but above all, I love my kid. Who else would still be alive after stealing the last bite of my brownie?

No. Body.

Before I had my son, I was extremely selfish. And now that I have him, I’m only mildly selfish. I give credit to Monkey for getting me to change my childish and stubborn ways.

Things I Did When I Didn’t Have A Kid:

Cut someone if they asked for a taste of my food

Cut someone if they woke me up before I got a full thirteen hours of sleep

Cared about my appearance

Complained about people with wild children

Prayed I’d never have to sit next to a kid on an airplane

Finished reading a book in one day without interruption

Had a disposable income

But even with that kind of “freedom” (and attitude), I still dreamt of having my own family, my own children.

And now that I have them? I don’t get any sleep, when I get two seconds in a row to myself, I eat whatever scraps of food I can find (like a scavenger!), caring about my appearance means I brushed my teeth in the morning, and I have to sit next to a kid on an airplane for the next eighteen years!!!

AND I LOVE IT!

What a turn around! I never knew that having a family would slowly and surely beat the selfishness out of me. What a gift, right?

Ah well, so I gave up a few things for my son, no big deal. He’s worth it. Plus, he’s a great excuse for going to McDonalds: “It’s just so hot today! But I need to get my child outside to socialize… Wait, I know! McDonalds has an indoor play area…”

I think I was so incredibly selfish before I had kids, but now I'd slice my own throat in a second if it meant saving the life of my kids. I wouldn't do it for anyone else though. That sounded kinda sick, didn't it? Ooops, probably could have gone with a less blood burbling image. lol